
There's a picnic table right on the bay where a lot of causal fishermen hang out. They no doubt swap fishing stories and share a Corona or two. I just wish they could hit the garbage can with their leftovers. I picked this up after I took the shot.
If I don't write, I'll explode. Oh yeah, I own it, don't steal it, and don't sue me if you disagree with what I say. If you do, bad karma will follow you all the days of your life.
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